I'm A Writer, And I Will Write

... You Could Claim That Anything's Real If The Only Basis For Believing In It Is That Nobody's Proved It Doesn't Exist!

I Can Teach You How To Bottle Fame, Brew Glory, Even Put A Stopper On Death.

I Must Admit, Peter, I Have Difficulty In Understanding Why An Innocent Man Would Want To Spend Twelve Years As A Rat.

Parminder Kept Her Unwept Tears Locked Tightly Inside Where They Seemed To Undergo An Alchemical Transformation, Returning To The Outer World As Lava Slides Of Rage.

Christmas Was Coming. One Morning In Mid-december, Hogwarts Woke To Find Itself Covered In Several Feet Of Snow. The Lake Froze Solid And The Weasley Twins Were Punished For Bewitching Several Snowballs So That They Followed Quirrell Around, Bouncing Off The Back Of His Turban.